But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal: For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.~Proverbs 23: 7
I've been thinking a lot about materialism and consumerism recently. I wonder why I love to have so many things, and why I spend so much time wanting things and buying things and worrying about things. It's almost like an illness, like an addiction. Because I know that these things don't really make me happy and that tomorrow it could all disappear in a fire or flood or tornado. I know that my real treasures are the people in my life, the experiences that I've had, the things that I've learned, the service I've rendered. But I still find this attachment to things and I don't like it. I really don't. I don't want to be defined by my things.
This is going to be a difficult habit to break. I need to train my mind to focus on how I can spend more meaningful time with the people in my life, rather than what I need to pick up at the store, what clothes look cute now, what home improvement to tackle next, etc. I want a pure heart, one that is full of love, not covetousnous. I know this is a simple thing, but it is proving more challenging than I had anticipated. How do you do it?